Chapter 1572: Goodbye, brother!!

The scene shifted again.

Still Dumbledore's office.

Phineas appeared in a hurry.

He said loudly: "They are at Godric's Hollow, that Mudblood…"

"Do not use that word!"

"Yes, that Miss Granger let me see it, she wants Darren to go over."

"Very good, go notify Darren quickly, I think he is already impatient to go over and take a look.

The Sorting Hat is already in his hands, he will definitely send the Sorting Hat to those people."

The scene disappeared for the last time.

Harry and Darren were pushed out. Harry lay on the floor.

He looked at Darren.

Darren was not looking at him, he seemed to be thinking about something else.

Harry thought, the retribution had finally come, the retribution for him cold-shouldering Darren because Darren had Voldemort's bloodline had finally come.

Darren seemed to no longer be sad for him. In fact, it was just Voldemort's bloodline.

Darren also had Snape's bloodline…

Perhaps, there was some misunderstanding in this.

Otherwise, how could Darren have two people's bloodlines? But all this was in the past.

He finally understood now that he was alive just to wait for death.

He was just one of the Horcruxes, he had to cut off this last connection with his own hands.

He had to die.

He was thinking, if he died at Godric's Hollow, perhaps it would be better.

Or, if he were to fall down unknowingly like Ted Tonks, would he not have to choose his own death?

Dumbledore understood him.

He left the Horcrux matter to them. He let him kill himself with his own hands.

As for Darren, he thought, he understood.

Darren's existence was to kill that snake after he died.

Darren would definitely follow Dumbledore's requirements.

This was inevitable.

Dumbledore understood all of this.

Harry lay bitterly on the ground.

He felt his heart thumping.

Powerful.

But it would disappear in a moment.

He looked up at Darren.

Darren was still as handsome as ever; when he didn't say anything, he was quite intimidating.

Harry remembered many things from the past.

He remembered the figure of Darren blocking in front of him.

He wiped his face.

"You eat well in the future, don't be so desperate over every little thing, and don't be so kind…

And don't listen to what Voldemort said, you are his bloodline, I… I actually don't care that much…"

"That is, you still care a little, don't you?

You care, Professor Snape cares, Hermione cares, Ron cares.

If he announced it, many people would care.

Care that I have such a dirty bloodline…

Actually, when I found out I possessed such a bloodline, I knew my fate…"

Harry wanted to defend himself, but Darren didn't let him speak.

"Brother, listen to me first, actually I had long ago deduced that Dumbledore said you were a Horcrux.

I figured this out myself, even if he erased my memory, I would have deduced it again.

Since I deduced it, I have been thinking about what I should do.

Dumbledore doesn't know what I want to do, and I don't know what he wants to do, perhaps he can guess what I want to do, but he doesn't believe I can do it…"

"Darren…"

Harry looked at Darren with unease.

He didn't know what Darren really wanted to do, but he always felt it wouldn't be a good thing.

At the very least, for Darren himself, it wasn't a good thing.

Darren smiled softly: "I came up with a method before, which was to transfer Voldemort's soul to me, and I would die in place of brother.

Yes, I can theoretically do it, but…

There is already a soul in my mind, I cannot bear that much, not to mention there is another condition…

I have been preparing during this time, I made myself able to bear that soul for a short time.

And I was also waiting for the opportunity to satisfy the other condition.

That is to wait until brother, you are emotionally agitated and want to die, that is when I transfer Voldemort's soul to me for a short time."

"Darren, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Harry looked at him in horror.

He began to retreat.

"You cannot do this, I tell you, you cannot do this, no matter how you look at it, you are more suited to live than I am!"

Harry wanted to rush out of Dumbledore's office, so he wouldn't have to let Darren go to his death for him.

But Darren just glanced at him.

A rope bound him.

"Listen to me, come to think of it, I am really lucky…

To complete the soul transfer I theorized, it requires brother's emotional fluctuation of wanting to die.

I originally thought it would require more guidance, I didn't expect Professor Snape's memory today to be able to trigger brother's emotions…

Don't move, don't struggle, it is already being transferred, I started it after you came out, it will be over soon.

You know me, if it weren't to stop you, I wouldn't tell you… of course, telling you now, besides the fact that I can't lie and want to delay time, is more to explain some things.

Brother, after I go find Voldemort, find an opportunity to kill Nagini, you know, it is the final piece of the puzzle.

And Voldemort…

I will use the curse Mom used before she died to protect you and everyone else before I die, you won't be killed by him, besides…"

"Expelliarmus!"

Darren hadn't bound Harry well.

Harry broke free and shouted loudly.

Darren's wand flew out of his hand.